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Burngar hands over the piece to Venture-Captain Smine, "Ha! We found that inside the heart of a Ro-Boot! It was glorious! Magic fireballs that it shot from its arse! Ha! Thurston and I had a jolly time, and with a jolly group of Pathfinders I might say!."
He turns to his fellow Pathfinders, "Ha! I'd be willing to adventure with any of you any day!"
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Garret starts to answer about the return trip, stating how wonderful is feel alive as you enjoy the road in your feet and how Numeria landscape is something everybody should see at least one in a lifetime when he realizes it was only a mere courtesy.
I'm glad you feel it glorious Burngar. For me the last part was hard, seeing my death comming every time that machine shot that fireballs toward us. I must consider this as a reminder to not take everything as an easy task; Desna and our Society never promised me an easy life, but an interesting one
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"Garret, we would not have left you behind. We no plenty of priest and clerics alike that would keep you from Pharama's grasp" Fandral laughs at that, seeing he had to take a trip to Besmara's locker himself.
"And same to you Burngar, if ever you need a ship to get you places, just look for me and I will ferry you right across."
"Yes, many of these mechanical monstrosities. Some crawled on legs of eight like a spider and shot fire from its eyes, and the other flew like on magic wings." He settles himself back down, "But I digress, all in all it was a worth while adventure and hope the society and other businesses benefit from this"
